REBELREBEL whole heartedly adores the films of Wes Anderson.. It is with fan-kicking delight that I tribute an art show that has been curated in his and his films honour. Being held in San Fransisco, the mere thought that the world is just as it should be is non more evident by the fact that this show and its works are very much real and available for purchase. Now if I could just spare a dollar, my visual world and apartment would be even more diamonds...
Sometimes...just sometimes I am transported back to a time when Dylan Mckay covered my walls, when Johnny Depp and Stephen Dorff demanded every lunchtime conversation.
I am of course talking about the Hollywood Crush of a teenage girl.
It was a purer time, when you thought the only men that would line up to seduce your future would be the men you went to watch in films and taped on tv...as you age the dream slightly dies, replaced with reality...which is lovely, just not as compromising, adoring, obsessed, perfect, talented, romantic and or dreamy. So..
You go on, you live your life, you party, you laugh and dance and mind your buisness... then.... BOOM!!,...
RYAN GOSLING and JAMES FRANCO , all of a sudden that teenage girl crush is rampant...spreading.. and ready for revenge.
You cant eat, you cant sleep, youre wearing your pajamas to the office, and youve lined your rental property with Teen Vogue fucking posters..Youre on the brink of losing that promotion and the love of your real-life who happens to be your live-in boyfriend.
It all sounds a tad dramatic yes. but come on...these two could just be the one for you.
Now who feels like a sandwich?
Hollywood never had it so good. For the most part of sixteen years the COOLEST MOTHERFU&*ERS ruled the school. Anjelica Houston and Jack Nicholson.
They are the shit..the complete package...they contributed to style...class...and hollywood royalty..always and forever. The total DIAMONDS....say yes. Now can I geta amen up in here...mmm mmmm.